Resurrection

Disclaimer: I don’t own FFVII or any of its characters/locations/items, I only own this here plot and whatever critters appear.

ZombieDuke Comments: Very sorry I’m late. The Harry Potter muse has finally attacked me and it’s not leaving me alone! Never fear, this story will keep going strong! I’m currently working on a pure PWP story with Zack, Cloud and Sephiroth. It has even LESS plot then Night of the Scarecrow. Also, I now have a puppy. Yes, a Puppy. A very cute puppy with very sharp teeth! She’s eight weeks old and is fluffy! Also, I have been notified that the Vincent game IS coming to the west so there is hope yet!

Warning: Man/Man lovin’, fighting and attack of the ex-boyfriend. Oh yeah, some Mpreg while we’re at it. If you’ve read this far and STILL wish to flame me, I’ll sic my puppy on you. Trust me, you don’t want to see her when she’s ticked off.

Reviews: Reviewing kills the gremlins of stress and depression. Keep ‘em coming folks.

Riyoko: Thank you for the wishes! I feel much better and hope this chapter (albeit short) approves!

Korinna: Thanks! Although after reading your review, I finally discovered an ending for this chapter! Thanks again!

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Chapter 7
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He could swear his ass was getting bigger. Cloud glared at his reflection, eyeing himself and turned slightly, trying to see if his ass was indeed bigger. It had only been this morning that he had saved his lover and father of his child, and already Sephiroth was passed out on the bed, twitching and muttering about killing vampires.

“Cute booty,”

Cloud froze, feeling the blood drain from his face and slowly, ever so slowly looked up from where he had been staring at his ass in the mirror and closed his eyes, preparing himself for the onslaught of lips, teeth and hands that would take place.

“Cloud.”

He felt a firm hand gently shaking his shoulder and his eyes snapped open, spinning around to see whom had grabbed him.

“Zack…”

That was then the door was thrown open and one very pissed looking Sephiroth stood in the doorway, his green eyes gleaming as he took in Cloud’s nude form.

Cloud blinked, standing there naked in the middle of the bathroom and opened his mouth.

“Not. One. Fucking. Word.” Cloud shivered at the sheer viciousness in the silver-haired man’s voice and gasped as Sephiroth grabbed his arm, dragging him from the bathroom into the bedroom where Sephiroth let go of him. The tall man’s his fists’ clenching and unclenching while Cloud quickly pulled the cover off the bed and wrapped it around himself.

“Seph-’’

“How long?”

The two stood quiet for a long moment before Cloud finally sat down on the bed, clinging to the bed cover tighter. “This morning, before Cid phoned,” he finally whispered, head bowed. Sephiroth remained silent so Cloud continued. “Someone was touching me, licking and-” Sephiroth turned and glared but Cloud squeezed his eyes tightly. “-And I thought it was you, but when I opened my eyes…”

“It was Zack,”

Cloud nodded his head, biting on his lower lip, something he hadn’t done since he was a child. He opened his eyes as the silver haired man kneeled before him, cupping his face gently kissing his forehead. “So,” Sephiroth said, sitting back on his heels as he watched Cloud. “You let him touch you, lick you… anything else you want to tell me about? Like maybe how you got those bruises on your wrists and bite mark?”
Cloud turned his head to the side, blushing darkly. “H-he held my hands down and-and-”

“Fucked you?” Sephiroth offered.

The blonde glared at the man before him. “No, not ‘fucked me’,” his cheeks darkened. “He humped me.”

The silence in the room would have sent the entire arm of Shinra running for the hills. Then digging into said hills because the hills were gonna be destroyed and then head for a life underwater because the soil would be destroyed but in the end being killed because the water would be boiling due to the massive amount of heat coming from a fire summon.

“He-”

“Yes!” Cloud exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air, the true chocobo glare of death in full use. What he didn’t expect, was that Sephiroth would break down laughing.

Cloud stared. The only other time he had seen Sephiroth laughing like that involved a burning village and an alien that just wouldn’t die. Regardless of how many body parts’ you killed.

He glanced around the bedroom, taking note of the rumpled sheets on the bed before quickly glancing at the door. That was when he bolted.

Maybe ‘attempt’ would be a better word for it.

He fell to the wood floor, grunting as Sephiroth pinned him from above and struggled to kick the bigger man off of him. “Off, OFF! Get off of me, damn it!”

Suddenly the blanket that he had wrapped around himself was ripped from his being, leaving him bare and naked. He tried to sit up then but a firm smack on his ass made him shriek and lay passive on the floor, shivering.

“Tell me,” Sephiroth’s voice was husky in his ear and Cloud whimpered as sharp teeth nipped his earlobe. “Is that creature in your belly really mine?”

The blonde froze and he tried to twist his head to the side, moaning as he felt his hips being lifted and pressed against hard something undeniably hard. “Yeah,” Cloud gasped, eyes sliding close and raising himself to rest on his elbows, rocking backwards. “I don’t think anybody else could possibly get me pregnant,”

Silence behind Cloud made him turn his head, glancing over his shoulder and yelped as he was flipped over, grunting as he landed on his back, glaring up at the older man. “What are you-”

Cloud instantly quieted as Sephiroth gently ran his over the blonde’s stomach, his head tilting to the side before bending down and gently kissing the firm belly. He nearly cried then, as the silver haired ex-General stretched out in such a way that he rested his head on Cloud’s belly. “If it’s mine,” Sephiroth started, placing soft kisses on the sun-tanned stomach. “Then I’ll kill anybody that touches you and it. Understand?” Deadly green met bright blue and Cloud smiled then, probably the first true smile since the night Sephiroth had reappeared in his life and when Aeris had told him of his child in his dream.

Sephiroth chuckled, dragging the blanket to cover himself and half of Cloud.

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Vincent sighed and stepped through the carnage that was his once weapon shop. He bent down and picked up one of many broken guns lying scattered across the floor. It was dead, useless and Vincent chucked it behind the destroyed counter.

“Funny, I always thought Cloud was too innocent for a Turk.”

Vincent stilled.

Someone was in his shop.

“Who’s there?”

The sound of items rustling in the back where Sephiroth and Vincent had ended up bloodied drew the ex-Turks gaze and he quietly picked up one of the nearby guns. It too was broken, but who cared? The thing was heavy enough to be a club and would do a decent amount of damage.

“How do you know about Cloud?” Vincent asked, passing by the counter and looking around for Death Penalty.

“How is he anyway? Last time I saw him,” asked the same voice and Vincent crept into the room, listening for every sound. “He was beneath me squirming and moaning.” It was then that Vincent saw stars. The second time in twenty-four hours that it had happened. He stumbled away, dropping his own club to the ground to feel his head, pulling his hand away when he felt blood there.

“You bit him!” Vincent grunted as pain reeled through his body as his cheek was smashed against whatever hit him before and he landed on the floor, spiting out blood.

“Yeah,” A purr now, and Vincent snarled as his hair pulled him up, face to face with his attacker, he stared at what he saw. Black hair and mako powered blue eyes.

“Zack.” Not a question, a statement.

“In. The. Flesh.”

The world for Vincent Valentine went black once more as Zack smashed the gun he was holding against Vincent’s head and tossed it aside.

“One down, one to go.”

With that said, Zack carefully stepped over the ex-Turk’s body and bent down; he pulled a long syringe out of his jacket pocket and pressed it into Vincent’s neck. Vincent jerked but then went quiet and Zack stood, leaving through the front door. He shivered at the coming coolness of December and hugged his army jacket closer to his body. It was nearly done, Zack mused as he walked down the streets of Midgar, blending in with the civilian population and tossing the needle into the nearest trashcan.

Meanwhile, Aeris stepped out of the shadows from across the street and quickly entered Vincent’s weapon shop. She hurried behind the counter to his body and sighed with relief as she saw him alive. It was then that she ran to the phone and pressed re-dial, hoping that someone was there.

“Hello?” A groggy and tired voice answered and Aeris went to open her mouth to speak and remembered furiously that only Cloud could hear her.

“Vincent?”

She had to think, and fast. Concentrating all of her will, she ghosted her hand over Death Penalty and jumped back as it shot.

“Vincent!” More alert now. “Vincent?! Don’t worry, I’m sending help!”

Aeris panted. The ghosting had taken quiet a bit out of her and now all she wanted to do was rest. But she had more important things to do. Shaking her head, Aeris sat next to Vincent’s body and prayed.

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End of Chapter 7
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A/C: Can you guess who number two is on Zack’s list?